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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 14, 2014 23:26:02 GMT -6
"Well that implies that you want to know, doesn't it?" He remarked as he slowly for up and crept up behind Lorelei, close enough to wrap his arms around her.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 13:11:31 GMT -6
"Just wondering what it's like to have a past you can reminisce about," she said.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 16:42:35 GMT -6
"Not much of it is worth reminiscing though." Avenicci responded as he put his head around her shoulder.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 19:01:09 GMT -6
"Are you seriously complaining about your past? What was wrong with it?" she asked.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 19:06:19 GMT -6
"I'm not complaining!" Avenicci tried to defend himself. "It was just boring, sort of. The family business was fun once in a while, but it stopped being thrilling, since I was given all the little jobs. Reading books was fun once in a while, but it was mostly to learn magic. There was one book in particular that I loved. It was called 'The Bat and the Fool'. It was this thing called a 'Choose Your Own Adventure' book that was enormous. Sometimes, it felt like you were really there with the characters."
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 19:19:01 GMT -6
"Uh-huh. Go on," Lorelei said, as if she was actually still interested at that point.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 19:38:29 GMT -6
"Well, you see, the Bat was a vampire superhero who watched over the people of Solitude, taking down criminals and leaving them alive for guards to take to jail." Avenicci explained as he lied down. "He'd always drink a little of their blood in order to stay alive, but he'd give the guards a Cure Disease potion to keep them from becoming a vampire themselves. He would use cunning, stealth, and terror in order to incapacitate his prey. The Fool, on the other hand was a serial killer known for carving his victim's faces into smiles. He would also laugh maniacally whenever he killed a victim, and reportedly dressed like a court jester. He was the Bat's archnemesis. The book had some very strange endings, one having the Fool push the Bat out of a window in the Blue Palace, killing him. In another, it turns out that the Bat was the Fool the entire time, but he didn't know it. Another one was that the Fool turned out to he Sheogorath. My favorite ending however is when the Bat corners the Fool, but he takes his own life. When the Bat approaches his corpse, he founds out that the 'he' was actually a 'she' and that 'she' was his daughter."
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 19:50:04 GMT -6
"How interesting," she said sarcastically.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 19:54:56 GMT -6
"Hey, I thought you'd find it interesting, considering the Bat being a vampire who's a hero and your past!" Avenicci objected as he shot up and grabbed Lorelei's shoulders.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 20:03:32 GMT -6
In anger, Lorelei pushed Avenicci away from her and right off of her bed. He landed on the floor pretty hard if the loud thud was anything to go by, but he bounced right back up as if it didn't hurt a bit.
Great, he's somehow gained invincibility, hasn't he?
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2014 20:04:17 GMT -6
Abheim and Adarya had left to go get healers from the temple.
Meanwhile, Siegemund placed Nephle on the bed, not carrying if it would be soaked with blood.
Nephle winced, and glanced at him. "Gonna need you... to take off my armor so the priests can begin immediately ." She wheezed.
"That doesn't involve taking off your armor right?" Siegemund grimaced.
"Don't be such a child." Nephle yelled.
"I am one." Siegemund protested. He really had no wish to undress anybody.
He sighed and ripped off one of the armor pieces.
Unfortunately at that moment the door opened.
Siegemund finished taking off the entire chest piece and turned around.
"She is wearing bindings you know." Abheims voice came.
Siegemund looked up and raced from the room not caring.
"Well, that was embarrassing." He muttered.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 20:24:20 GMT -6
"All I was trying to say is that vampires aren't inherently evil!" Avenicci continued speaking as he recovered. "Well, Cor is, but that's beside the point!"
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 20:30:23 GMT -6
"Yeah, great. Thanks. Anything else you want to share with me while you're at it?" Lorelei said.
How annoying. And I'm not sure he really understands sarcasm.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2014 20:38:32 GMT -6
Siegemund found himself returning back into the mead hall.
He was a Nord, not a craven schoolboy unlike some men.
"Spider got her pretty bad, gonna need a few weeks to rest."Abheim informed.
Siegemund nodded stonily. "Right."
"Gonna run?" Abheim teased.
"Nope, I'm a Nord."
"You did last time."
"Not this time. I'm a Nord."
"Uh huh."
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 20:48:26 GMT -6
"Yes, you're kind of mean." Avenicci crossed his arms as he spoke.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 21:03:26 GMT -6
"Tell me something I don't know," she said as she turned her back to him yet again.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 21:26:05 GMT -6
"I refuse." Avenicci turned away from her.
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Post by Neo on Jun 15, 2014 21:32:10 GMT -6
Thankfully, the dungeons are easy to locate, as they aren't far from the entrance. The entire inside of the fort is filthy, covered in cobwebs and dust, and the prisons are no better. In fact, they're worse, strewn with the corpses of wolves, and shredded flesh... As Varren approaches, he hears voices, and immediately drops into a crouch.
"Just wait til I get out of here," a female growls, likely in her low twenties from her voice. "I am going to eat your heart. And enjoy it. What kind of monster uses a helpless kitten as bait!"
"Monster? You're calling me a monster?!" The second voice has the distinct sound of a Khajiit.
Ah, so this is the cat I've heard so much about... Varren rises to his full height, and casually steps around the corner into view. The Khajiit, too surprised, doesn't even have a chance to draw his sword.
"Gol Hah Dov!"
The Khajiit immediately drops to his knees in subservience, his will shattered. "Master, what do you wish of Ra'Sesh?" The Khajiit hisses.
Varren motions to the shocked prisoner, who is quite... Attractive, for a Nord. Her fiery red hair is pulled back into a neat ponytail, and her sharp emerald eyes burn with defiance and anger, and the armor of the Guild covers her tall, athletic frame. Her skin is unusually pale, even for a Nord, he notices. A small orange kitten, still very young, mewls in her arms. "Free her," Varren commands.
His command is instantly obeyed, and the young woman steps out of the cell, her eyes darting back and forth from him to the Khajiit. "Well?" Varren prompts. "Don't you want to eat his heart?"
She shrugs and gives a small grin. "Eh... Not really. Think I'll pass after all. Wouldn't be able to get the taste out of my mouth for days. And I kinda have my hands full... Would you mind taking care of him for me, O gallant savior?"
Varren too shrugs, grinning slightly. The girl's personality was infectious. "Sure. Hey Ra, go jump off the highest tower."
The Khajiit obeys immediately, stoically walking right by, and out of sight. The girl giggles. "Nice. I didn't expect to be saved by a Greybeard."
Varren blinks, as the girl-who seems slightly insane- circles around him, studying him intently. "You certainly don't look like a Greybeard," she comments thoughtfully.
"That's because... I'm not?" Varren replies, a little nervous, for the first time in almost two centuries. What the heck is with this girl?
"But... You shouted," she replied slowly, peering up at him with soulful green eyes.
"Long story," he replies dismissively, looking away. What is wrong with me?! I'm acting like an unshaven teen around her!
She shrugs, standing up straight and yawning. "Well, whatever. Thanks for savin my hide. I'm Kynareth by the way, but my friends call me Kya. Which I suppose you now count among, since you saved my life and all. I'd offer my hand but... I don't want to drop Fluffy."
Varren stares at the girl. "Fluffy? Uh right... The cat. Anyway... You may call me Varren. Elena sent me to rescue you. Now let's head back to the Guild."
Kya's eyes light up like stars. "Auntie Elen sent you?! See! I knew she wasn't such a mean old hag! She really does care! But wait... You don't look like a normal Guild member..."
"That's because I'm not a normal member," Varren replies impatiently. "Can we just go?"
Kya groans. "Fine, fine. Just great, another stick in the mud. I was hoping you would be fun. Alright, Mr Stick, let's go. I need to find some milk for Fluffy anyway. Isn't that right Fluffy? Yessss it is. Who's a good girl... No, you can't nibble on my finger... No, you can't eat my ear either. It wouldn't taste very good, no it wouldn't."
Just what have I gotten myself into now...
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 15, 2014 21:43:55 GMT -6
"That's fine too. In fact, it's better, since I don't have to listen to you."
Lorelei pulled the blankets up even further, and then covered her left ear with the edge of her pillow, just in case Avenicci started talking again.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 15, 2014 21:56:32 GMT -6
"I hate you sometimes." Avenicci replied as he sat down on the bed where Lorelei was and purposefully out his weight on her legs.
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